...and maybe that’s why nobody’s hearing these transmissions either.
That’s the thing I keep coming back to.
For years we were told disclosure was coming. Eventually there would be hearings. Eventually there would be witnesses. Eventually somebody would stand up in public and start talking about things that weren’t supposed to exist. Then some version of that actually happened and, from where I’m sitting, the people who spent years talking about it seem harder to find than they used to be.
People keep telling me they moved on. Maybe they did. One researcher disappears into fishing. Another starts talking about travel. Somebody else seems more interested in gardening than UFOs these days. Taken one at a time it doesn’t mean much. Put them all together though and it starts looking strange.
Because this was supposed to be the destination. This was the bit everybody had been waiting for. The hearings came. The witnesses arrived. Documents started appearing. Podcasts multiplied. Conferences expanded. Entire careers were built around preparing people for what would happen next. Then, just as things finally seemed to be moving, everybody wandered off.
I know how that sounds. I’ve heard all the explanations. People get older. People get tired. Interests change. Life gets in the way. Maybe that’s all it is, but it still doesn’t sit right with me, so I keep coming back to the same conclusion.
The UFO community has been shadowbanned.
Not disappeared. Not defeated. Not disproven. Just quietly pushed somewhere that nobody can quite see anymore. The average person doesn’t seem particularly concerned about any of this. That’s another thing I can’t work out. Given everything we supposedly know now, people remain remarkably calm. They still talk about holidays. They still argue about television. They still queue for coffee as though nothing has changed.
The post-WTSHTF economy has been especially disappointing, and I genuinely expected more progress by now. Only yesterday I attempted to exchange a small quantity of premium ammunition for a replacement extension lead. The cashier insisted on conventional currency and appeared genuinely confused when I explained the long-term value proposition. I left with the extension lead, but I also left with questions.
If disclosure happened, and I believe it did, then why are people still behaving as though disclosure hasn’t happened? If the old system is finished, why is the old system still working? And if everybody knows what is coming, why am I the only person making practical preparations?
I don’t have answers to any of those questions.
What I do know is that every time I go looking for the people who spent years preparing the public for disclosure, I find fewer of them than I expect to find. Maybe they’re still there. Maybe they’re talking to each other somewhere.
Maybe nobody can hear them anymore.
The signal appears stable for now, but I’ve said that before.
This could be my last transmission.
Been reading these they really make me giggle the way you word things. It's going to be a journey.